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Joseph turns 3 years old today. THREE. How did this even happen? How did time go by so quickly? Seriously, we have to stop all this craziness. I just can’t even handle it.

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Joseph, 1 hour old

Joseph, Age 3

Joseph, Age 3

Sweet Joseph {Joe Joe; Joe; Judea},

I will never be able to fully put into words just how much you mean to me. You bring me so much joy. I love your enthusiasm for literally everything, especially anything that is blue or has an engine. Over this past year, you have started talking like crazy. My favorite is when you go into pretend play and act like BatMan or a Kratt Brother. And I can’t help but laugh every time you stick your little index finger in the air and say “Um, I know….” You are such a little man.

For as much as I love you, there are your sisters. I always imagined that you and the girls would be close, but I never realized how fiercely you would love one another. Don’t get me wrong, y’all fight like cats and dogs, but at the end of the day there is a beautiful, tender bond between the three of you that will never be broken.

Then there is you daddy. Your daddy who loves to wrestle you and do all the boy things you love that frankly the girls and I will never do. While you are a mama’s boy through and through, I love to see how your relationship with daddy is growing. Watching you two play t-ball, or sword fighting, or action heroes. It’s blessing to know that you have such an amazing, Godly man leading you.

Joseph, sweet boy, I pray that you would always know that you are so treasured, so loved, and so perfectly matched for our family. My prayer is that you cling to the Lord and follow Him all your days. That you grow in character, faith and leadership. That you are strong, but know that strength is always caring for those weaker than you.

I love you papi.



Joseph turns two today. Two years old. I’ve written before that having my girls turn two is so much harder than when they turned one. One happens. Two is a milestone. Joseph is no exception. My mama heart aches.


Dear Joseph {Joe Joe, Judea, Papa},

Oh sweet boy. There are not enough words in the world to describe how much I love you. You are a delight and a joy to our family. Even as you hit the infamous “terrible twos” and learn to bug your sisters {as only a little brother can}, we wouldn’t want anyone but you. You have a sense of humor and desire to make others laugh {clearly a trait you got from your dad}. Then your sweet snuggles that you seem to save just for me {and I hope you never shy away from}. And the way that you fiercely defend your sisters when you think they are hurt/in trouble/need help. You protect them with all your might, which you firmly believe is much bigger than it really is. But I love it. I love that you have a heart for your family and go to such great lengths at your young age to show your love.

As you get older and the ways of this world tug on you, my prayer for your life is that you strive after God even harder than before. That, just as you defend your sisters, you defend your heart. That you fight off the lies this world want to tell you, and instead cling to truth. I pray that you learn what it means to serve and love God wholeheartedly and that you live your life always wanting to reflect your Creator. And I pray that daddy and I have the wisdom on how to guide you on that path.

Joe Joe, I love you. You are my sweet, sweet boy. While you may only be two, I know the years are fleeting and far too soon you’ll be grown. It will be bittersweet, so for now I’m going to soak up all of it I can. And I’ll try not to get upset when you pull down your pants and pee all over the kitchen floor. Again.

Love you, love you, love you,


As of today, all three kids are out of the house for 5+ hours. 

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*The heavens parted and angels sing*

Julia has on-campus school M/W. Hannah and Joseph’s preschool (aka Mother’s Day Out) started today, which also meets M/W. That leaves me kid-free from 9-2. Can I just tell ya, I haven’t been kid-free on this kind of basis since having kids? I’m just a little giddy

In fact, as of this morning, I’ve already worked out, my house is clean, and I drank my coffee in silence. Silence. Ahhh….

Now, I’m sure I’ll hear all those “You’ll miss these days. Just you wait…”

Yes. I will miss these days. I will miss the days when my babies are little. I will miss the days when Julia is convinced that I know everything, when Hannah thinks I am the most beautiful woman, and Joseph chooses me over anyone else.

Yes, I will miss these days.

But, honestly, having a reprieve twice a week helps keep this mama sane. We decided to have a classical education approach with Julia (and later with Hannah and Joe Joe) just so I/we could spend more time with them. So, as much as I know I will miss these days of having littles, I am really enjoying having some down time.

Besides, we all know come 2 o’clock, I’ll be itching to see my bambinos. I’m a softy like that.


Joseph in sunny San Diego with our friend Billy. We joked all week that Joseph and Billy have the same hair style.

Joseph turns 10 months old today.

10 months.

That means in two months he’ll be 1 year old.

This is going way too fast for me.

The last month has been such a fun time for the little man. On August 11, Joseph took his first steps. He’s now taking three and four steps at a time; making his way between me, one of the girls, Jonathan, Jack and furniture. I can’t get over how mobile he is becoming. Frankly, I now fully see the difference between boys and girls. The girls have always been adventurous {or so I think}, but Joseph is a dare devil. Put him in the middle of complete crazy and he is on cloud nine. Clearly, he was born into the right family. 😉

The girls head back to school tomorrow and I am looking forward to one on one time with Joseph. Though, I’m worried he’s going to find me very boring in comparison to the girls. Maybe I’ll need to build an indoor jungle gym to keep my “coolest mama” status.

Amy at Finer Things is doing one of my favorite link ups – birth stories in honor of Labor Day {ha! get it? labor day}.

I love birth stories. Just hearing about babies being born brings a smile to my face all day. I have a dream of becoming a doula and having the priviledge of helping other mamas during their labor and delivery.

So in the spirit of Labor Day, here are my three birth stories ::

Julia Mabel – Born November 2007. My first labor and ironically my shortest…

Hannah Michelle – Born June 2009. My biggest baby, who now has the biggest personality.

Joseph Judea – Born November 2011. My sweet boy and ironically my longest and scariest labor.

Each labor and delivery has been a different but wonderful experience. I find it hilarious that my labors have actually gotten longer rather than shorter each time. I’ve even joked that I don’t want another baby because I’m not up for a 20+ hour labor. Ha! Well, there is a little truth behind that statement…

Be sure to check out Amy’s link up and read other great labor stories.

Whew. Maybe I should don the moniker “The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest”.

But moving on, let’s talk about what’s been going on around these parts. Last week, the kids and I decided to go park hunting. What’s park hunting you ask? Well, that’s when you drive around town looking for the best park.

The idea was more fun than the execution. Before we even left our neighborhood, the girls lamented that they were starving. We pushed through with snacks and the promise of fun. The first park we found proved promising. But the 100* weather and rumbling stomachs started to get the better of us. We abandoned ship and went in search of food.

There was much rejoicing when we chose Homeslice Pizza. A favorite of mine, this was the girls’ first experience. They were amazed at being given a slice of pizza that was the size of their heads.

The trip to Homeslice proved to be a thousand times better than any park scene. Which further proves that my children take after me and enjoy good food to just about anything. And if that food is pizza? Even better.

While eating lunch, we spotted this ::

Oh you know, just some people walking their horses through Austin. Just another reason I think Austin is the coolest. Also? That restaurant in the background {Guero’s} has some pretty rockin’ good Mexican food. Just random information if you ever find yourself on South Congress.

We washed our pizza down with a sweetberry and Michael Jackson cupcake from Hey Cupcake!, winning me the Mom of the Year award.

All three kids passed out on our way home, transferred smoothly from the van to their beds, and we all took naps. Yeah, it was a good day.

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1. Eureka!

2. I believe I just poo’d myself.


4. Hello, ladies.

My brother, John Clark, sent this collage via text this morning. It had me rolling. I just had to share for your enjoyment.

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